Suddenly Regina's eyes widened in realization. She realized her body reacted to Vulture despite what he did and because of what he did. But right now she shut down when another man touched her. If Vulture had been the one to lick, she realized she would have shuddered in erotic torture, hating it, but maybe secretly loving it.
But right now, with that man, she was feeling repulsed. The very thought of him anywhere near her body brought her out in dry heaves.
The revelation that her body reacted for Vulture, despite everything, brought torment and but also a tiny bit of peace. Her body wanted Vulture, but at the same time, it wanted nobody else. 'Had he trained me so well, without my knowledge?! Or had I given him my sense of touch so willingly?! When did that happen? How could I do that?! Please do not let him own that, too.' She prayed inside herself.